When I was confirmed, one of my older sisters wrote me a note on paper I can still remember. It was off-white at the bottom up to violet at the top. The top wasn't simply a square edge either. It was a design.
In it, she said we had something in common, night fears, and this was how she fought them.
I could have used that letter last night. I was too tired to watch TV, but sleep wouldn't come.
Instead, all I wanted to do was cry, and I don't know why.
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